A New Year’s Prayer from Jeff Buckley

This was Jack Kerouac, every single day

This was Jack Kerouac, every single day

The more I see/hear/read of this guy, the better I like him. Yes, some true abominations have been done in his name (including the entire genre of hipster music; you know what I’m talking about: I’m talking about the soundtrack of Juno, that’s what I’m talking about) but as with Hunter S. Thompson and William Falkner, the original emanates such pure, numinous quality that it nearly absolves the wannabes from their failure, because everybody can understand wanting a piece of that, however second-hand and degraded.

via CelluloidBlonde

 

Octopi

OCTOPI, the number of the Beast

OCTOPI, the number of the Beast

Now, divide by zero and join in a rousing chorus of HAIL CTHULHU!

On Tumblr, this post has been reblogged 1607 times. Let’s see how WordPress.com does in comparison. My bet? Less than 1% as many; in fact, my bet is zero reblogs.

Happy Halloween from me, some Afghani kids, and Edgar Allan Poe

 

Afghani kids play in the Kart e Sakhi cemetery

Afghani kids play in the Kart e Sakhi cemetery

 

And now, a little something from the Wayback Machine: a 1928 film inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s The Fall of the House of Usher.

Sticks

 

Drive In Reality Theatre Peace Arch Crossing

Drive In Reality Theatre Peace Arch Crossing

 

Pretty nifty art, eh? Find out more about it at Wired. I think I liked it better when I thought it was a drive-in screen, but maybe I was just ….

projecting.

Oh, if only my old computer George were still with us! Truly should George’s passage be mourned throughout the interwebs, for upon George is the only copy I have of one of my best short stories, one that would be a perfect addendum to this post, about a middling hypnotist who gets to do his routine in front of a very posh crowd for once in his life, slightly overreaches, and accidentally drives the entire group of Bilderbergers irrevocably insane.

Oopsie.

As a replacement, please enjoy listening to this audiorecording of the somewhat absurd and extremely creepy Sticks, the only short story of Karl Edward Wagner‘s that I ever really liked (nice guy, but better editor than writer). Best listened to by candlelight, in a remote cabin in the woods.

Audio via RadioDramaRevival.com

The Secret of Enjoying Life

Come on, GET FUCKING HAPPY!!!!

Jerry Lewis has the secret of happiness

Another quote o’ the day, this time one from HP Lovecraft, never known as a barrel of laughs at the best of times, but one of the very sharpest knives in all the cutlery drawer.

And he said, of an acquaintance…

He enjoys life — as do all who are spared the curse of intelligence.

Thinkabowdit. All I’m sayin’.